Conan: Eternal Darkness

Gin tore off Belmod's clothes with a calm expression, took out the bullets with tweezers, and bandaged them with medicine. Belmod's brows were slightly wrinkled because of the pain, and he unconsciously wanted to burrow into the quilt, just like a little milk cat. , Jin Jiu's eyes were gentle for a moment, then returned to coldness again, he reached out to cover her with the quilt, and his fingertips stopped at the corner of Belmod's mouth.

"Isn't it... the dark world can't hold innocence?" The little boy's eyes were full of darkness, and he had a dead silence that didn't belong to his age group. Shouldn't he naively think that as long as he hides his black identity, he can be quiet. Life; shouldn't it be naive to think that as long as you yearn for light, you can grow up healthy even in the dark... He was wrong, really, wrong, how could the world tolerate his innocence? Once he stepped into the darkness, he would never be able to see the light. With his hands full of blood donations, how could it be possible... how could he grow up in the light safely? ! The light in the eyes dissipated and disappeared little by little, and the storm finally returned to calm, the child's sunshine, innocence, and kindness disappeared from then on, and some were just darkness, coldness, cruelty...

Since this world can't tolerate my innocence and kindness, then, let's turn into a devil... Anyway, no one will care, right?

Belmod's murmur made the gin come back to his senses. He inserted a straw into the cup and fed it to Belmod's mouth. When he saw that the other party was no longer drinking, he retracted his arm, put the cup on the table, and moved from the chair. Standing up, just as he was about to leave, Belmod rolled over and the quilt was successfully kicked aside by her.

Gin "..." Even sleep is so restless.

The corners of his mouth twitched, or he went back to cover the quilt, paused, and pressed the quilt under Belmod. He wouldn't be kicked off this time, would he? Belmod moved restlessly, but fell into a deep sleep.

Jin Jiu gently closed the door, looking a little helpless, "How come you are like a child..." He even kicked the quilt, how old are you?

However, this also shows that Belmod has not been completely blackened from the inside out, is it still so naive, angel? He didn't believe in the existence of such a thing. He put his hands in his pockets, and Jin Jiu's eyes were filled with carelessness. He glanced back at the closed door, and the faint voice dissipated in the air.

"What I promised, I will never violate..."

It's not that the dark world can't contain innocence, it's just that your innocence has no one to protect...

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"I see." Jin Jiu replied lightly, the phone was hung up, he leaned on the sofa with squinted eyes, and asked him to go back to Japan? Hearing the sound of the door of the room being opened, he raised his eyes, and Belmod walked out casually dressed, with a bare neck and his shirt. After all, there are no girls' clothes here. Gin's shirt is relatively Belmod is a bit big, hanging loosely, revealing a well-developed body. In the early morning when men are at their most lustful, a woman who is ruining the country and the city appears disheveled, and a normal man can't help it. He jumped up, but Jinjiu was not that kind of normal person, he just glanced at it, then continued to look at the phone...continue to look at the phone...look at the phone...machine...

"Gin~" Belmod yawned lazily, resentful for someone's unresponsiveness, leaned in front of Gin, raised his head forcefully, and kissed him directly, Gin's eyes crossed with evil Charm, his broad palms directly penetrated into his shirt, touched the delicate skin, and moved his cocooned fingers little by little, Belmore quickly softened into a puddle of water, and Belmore reacted unsatisfactorily to his body. De was also very helpless, but the gin didn't continue. He didn't have to deal with a sick patient. He buttoned up his clothes, picked up Belmore and put her directly on the bed, and then covered it with a quilt, Belmore. De Gang wanted to get up, but was pressed back by the gin again.

"There is still a task tonight, you need to rest." A voice so cold that there was no emotion sounded, and Belmod's aqua green eyes darkened uncontrollably. It turned out that it was just to better complete the task... He turned over in anger, Ignoring Gin, so she also missed the helplessness in Gin's eyes, he is not a fool, how could Belmod's feelings not be noticed?

only…

He closed the window, drew the curtains, and left the room. His childhood was hidden in the dark and there was no trace to be found. He was really tired. He was too tired to love one person. Love needs two people. Teamwork, not a one-man show.

Belmod turned his head sideways, looked at the closed door, buried his head in the quilt, on the other side, Gin leaned against the window, speechless for a while.

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A woman in a black dress was wandering in the crowd with a wine glass, with a mysterious and charming smile on her face, her black hair and black eyes made her look more coquettish, and the man's gaze unconsciously fixed on her, "Beauty, have a drink. ?" A man with a good figure was holding a wine glass, smiling politely at the woman, holding his fingers on the wine glass, with beautiful hands, the woman chuckled softly, with a melodious voice like a bell, "I'm so sorry, I Get ready to go to the bathroom."

"Then, as a gentleman, should I **** the beautiful woman?" The man was graceful, the woman smiled without saying a word, put the wine glass in the man's hand, then turned to leave, the man smiled and followed the pace of the woman, and the rest Everyone stared at the man secretly, but no one stepped forward to stop them, just watching the man and woman leave.

In the blind spot of monitoring, the man stretched out his hand and pressed the woman against the wall, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Beauty, are you coming?" The woman raised her head and smiled softly. The next second, the man's pupils suddenly enlarged, and he slowly lowered his head, his chest There was a dagger stuck in it, and after a few seconds, she fell backwards, the woman was relieved, and a dizziness hit her, which made her lean against the wall and didn't want to move, closed her eyes slightly, and then felt that she was being The person lifted up and leaned against a warm embrace, the faint smell of tobacco smelled good, and then the human skin mask on his face was torn off, revealing golden curly hair and a beautiful face, Belmod reached out and grabbed it Man, opened his eyes a little, a pair of well-jointed hands came into view, slender fingers, slightly pale skin due to the rare sunlight, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, Belmod's breathing gradually calmed down.

Gin hugged Belmod, and touched her forehead with a cold palm, frowning slightly, she was still having a fever, really, they told her not to come over if the fever didn't subside, why did she still run over, looking at lying on the bed The man who couldn't rest, twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up Belmod and walked out, the standard princess hug, his steps were steady, and disappeared like a shadow in this commercial building.

"Big brother," the vodka, who had been waiting in the Porsche for a long time, paused slightly when he saw Gin holding Belmod.

"Go to my apartment." Put Belmod on the back seat, fasten her seat belt, and see Belmod's thin clothes, his fingertips pause, then he takes off his coat and covers her on top of the Porsche. But there is no air conditioner, so I sat back in the passenger seat, closed my eyes and rested.

He took someone with a fever to the bed and covered the quilt. He looked at the instructions for the bottles and jars. To be honest, he never liked taking medicine, and was very disgusted with such things as pills. I just like it, although Belmod takes medicine, but gin is not so easy.

Putting the pill in his mouth, feeding it to Belmod by kissing, then giving her water, "It's a hassle..." He's never taken care of anyone like that in his life, except for these two exceptions, he doesn't even bother so much himself He took care of him, but it was also because he didn't care about his own body or his own life and death. Gin shrugged and quietly left the room.

The blond curly-haired woman huddled under the covers and fell asleep as heartlessly as a child, not at all worried about someone coming to assassinate her, leaving the killer's vigilance behind.

The silver-haired man was resting on the sofa. He still had a task later, so he could only take advantage of this trivial time to close his eyes and rest. The apartment was quite quiet, not even the ticking of the clock. Any bells and whistles can wake him up.

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